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It takes an act of faith


Through our life’s journey

We ease our troubled minds

By the hopes we gather

And sorrows left behind


Life is a game of chance

Ours is to throw the die

We can play out our hand

Or wring our hands and sigh


Friends and lovers part ways

Repeating sad refrains

Though we cross the threshold

Memories still remain


Leave the stained glass panes and

Ivy hung walls behind

Their self-righteous ways

Bind up the heart and mind


Reborn with each sunrise

We move through our life’s dance

The only sin is to die

Without taking the chance


Measuring not mistakes

But the action that he takes

A man’s courage lives on

In the world he remakes

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